Ling Yi placed her hands on Chu Mu's pillow and leaned down: "You are Chao Mu, and Chao Mu is you."
"Then you must have found the wrong person." Chu Mu looked at him directly, "I said, my obsession is not in Daxia."
His consciousness space is the embodiment of his obsession.
It’s easy to tell that such a modern small suite has nothing to do with Daxia.
"You don't understand." Ling Yi's dark pupils rippled several times.
"Then tell me, how can I understand if you don't tell me?" Chu Mu pushed Ling Yi, "Stay away, you're too close."
"Okay." Ling Yi was a little flattered that Chu Muneng could speak to him so calmly.
"Thousands of years after Fan Ji became the Lord God, your soul finally took shape. I used up all my energy to bring you out of Meteorite Mountain, secretly sneaked into the Quick Travel Bureau's preparation area, and sent you to the most peaceful plane...
Who knew that bastard Fan Ji would enter the plane to hunt you down in the name of hunting down fugitives? There, he did so many bad things to you that even I find disgusting..."
At this point, Ling Yi's voice became hoarse. He seemed to be enduring some pain, and his clenched knuckles suddenly turned white.
"My obsession is related to Fan Ji." Chu Mu's eyes were empty. "In this reincarnation hell, there are people who look very similar to Fan Ji in every dimension, such as Xiao Bing, Jie Ye..."
Ling Yi carefully observed Chu Mu's expression and secretly reached out to touch his fingers.
"What did Fan Ji do to me?" Chu Mu looked at Ling Yi intently. "What exactly is going on in this reincarnation hell, a forbidden area for the entire Central Bureau?"
"...I've been restricted," Ling Yi seemed very unwilling, her tone tinged with hatred, "I can't say anything about this reincarnation plot plane."
Chu Mu looked at him with suspicion: "It's hard for me to believe you like this."
"I don't need to lie to you." Ling Yi's lips almost touched Chu Mu's nose. "I exist for you. As long as you live a hundred years in this plane, my ability will not be taken away by the fast-travel bureau."
"It's not just about living a hundred years," Chu Mu sneered, "This is your starting plane. You probably hope that I can conquer Daxia, right?"
Ling Yi's pupils shrank slightly, "Chu Chu, why do you think so?"
"If I become the ruler of Daxia, the one who succeeds will be neither Fan Ji nor the other person you mentioned. In this case, what will happen to Fan Ji? What will happen to this period of history?"
Ling Yi was silent for a while.
Chu Mu waited quietly, not in a hurry.
"Fan Ji will disappear." Ling Yi gave the answer, "I will become the master."
"That's exactly what happened." Chu Mu exhaled. "I'm really sorry. As the top employee of the Quick Transmigration Bureau, I'm quite satisfied with my boss and have no plans to change jobs for the time being."
"You—" Ling Yi was in disbelief. "Fan Ji, that bastard, why are you siding with him?"
"Hahaha," Chu Mu laughed, his chest vibrating slightly, "You said it as if it were true, but you got the most important point wrong."
Chu Mu stopped laughing.
"Even if I really am Chaomu, so what?"
Ling Yi seemed expressionless, but her lips moved.
"I can't understand everything Chaomu did. In my opinion, he is just a big wronged and humiliated person." Chu Mu said coldly, "He deserves everything."
Ling Yi widened her eyes slightly.
"Even if I was once his, how long ago was that? A few lifetimes should be enough, right? Don't chase the past, handsome guy."
Chu Mu sat up and advised him with a smile,
"You too, there are so many beauties in the world, why do you have to love only one? Please be kind and let me go."
"..." Ling Yi's eyes grew colder and colder, and she finally uttered three tense words, "Don't even think about it."
"Then what else is there to say?" Chu Mu turned over and got out of bed. "Anyway, as long as I'm alive, I've completed my mission. I don't care what you do next."
Before Chu Mu could put his feet into his boots, Ling Yi grabbed him and threw him back onto the bed.
"?" Chu Mu glared at him. "What are you doing?"
Ling Yi leaned down to hold Chu Mu down, and at the same time grabbed both of his wrists, pulling them and securing them to the sides of his head.
"I've worked so hard to get to this point. Do you think I'll let you go?"
Oops.
Chu Mu actually forgot that this guy is a real lunatic!
"Brother, a forced melon is not sweet."
Ling Yi has strange abilities, but she seems to be born to be Chu Mu's nemesis.
In front of him, Chu Mu, who had no system plug-in, was even weaker than an ordinary person.
To compete with the crazy ones, it is definitely not enough to rely on courage alone.
Ling Yi's heavy breath sprayed on Chu Mu's cheek: "It's not up to you to say whether it's sweet or not. It will naturally become sweet after a long time."
"...Do you think I'm a sweet potato?" Chu Mu deliberately joked in an attempt to ease the tense atmosphere.
"Haha," Ling Yi suddenly reached out and pinched Chu Mu's butt, "Do you think I don't know what you're planning?"
He had no idea how to restrain himself, and pinching once seemed not enough, so he became even more outrageous.
"I'm not that idiot Nan Mo. You can't fool me."
Ling Yi's hand moved from the back to the front and reached into his pants again without hesitation.
"You haven't learned your lesson yet, so I need to tell you again—you are mine."
Ling Yi stared at Chu Mu.
"Scary!" Chu Mu gasped.
"Does it hurt?" Ling Yi scratched Chu Mu's cheek with her lips. "I have many, many ways to make you hurt. If you want to try, you can try to provoke me."
"I'm gonna fuck you—mmmm!"
A hot tongue blocked Chu Mu's curse words that were about to come out.
Ling Yi grabbed his hair and pulled it back, forcing him to tilt his head back slightly to endure this kiss that was like a tiger pouncing on a sheep.
Chu Mu's right hand was free in an instant, and he quickly grabbed Ling Yi's hair on the back of his head, trying to pull him away.
Ling Yi did not retreat but advanced instead. Even when Chu Mu pulled out a handful of her hair, she did not feel any pain at all and continued to pounce on her prey viciously.
"vomit……"
The excessive depth made Chu Mu instinctively retching. A thought flashed through his dizzy mind in revenge:
[Kiss him again! If you kiss me again, I'll spit in his mouth!]
A faint light flashed in Ling Yi's eyes, and she reluctantly let go of Chu Mu: "Actually, I don't mind you spitting in my mouth, but..."
Ling Yi came up again and said, "If you're so kind to me, I have to return the favor. Chuchu, maybe you should consider changing your taste."
He turned his gaze downwards: "For example, this..."
Chu Mu didn't dare to move at all.
There are ten thousand alpaca horses galloping in his heart at this moment——
I can’t beat them. I can’t beat them at all.
This is a madman!
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